A funny thing happened to me one night last week as I clicked my way from That ‘70s Show reruns to the Forensics Files.
I flipped by CNN and saw the brouhaha over Miss California Carrie Prejean and her political incorrectness. Then as I rounded the curve past Fox News, I noticed coverage on our dear President Obama and how "hot" he is, as proclaimed by The Washingtonian magazine.
Fast forward to last night’s Presidential "press conference." I’ll admit I don’t watch such extravaganzas because politicians of every ilk irk the crap out of me right now, even our Fearless Leader. For the most part, the capabilities of our current press corps have descended into an all time low, and the antics of some of these so-called journalists makes me want to retch. Besides, anyone can get the speech in advance online.
It is there I discovered President Obama was thrown this softball of a query by Jeff Zeleny:
During these first 100 days, what has surprised you the most about this office? Enchanted you the most from serving in this office? Humbled you the most? And troubled you the most?
I may be old, but the world is going to hell in a hand basket.
First of all, Miss USA: I don’t watch beauty contests anymore, but as a young child, I remember it was one event my mother looked forward to each year. Even though the pageant circuit is proclaimed wonderful for the hopefuls and their families, the whole Jon Benet incident cast a creepy light over beauty contests. It’s not just sour grapes because I could never be a contender. (I’ll admit it here in front of God and billions on the Internet. I never could.) If girls want to go for it, whether it’s for the glory or the scholarships, well, I’m all for freedom of expression, so whatever floats your boat is fine by me.
Beauty contestants are supposed to be, well, beautiful. Sure, they can be smart, a little sassy, show a modicum of talent, be stacked like a brick house and so pristine any boy’s mother would love them, but offer a political viewpoint? She can have her opinions just like any of us, but that doesn’t mean I want to know about them.
On the other hand, presidents are supposed to be, well, thoughtful statesmen. They should exude strength but not strong arm. They shouldn’t be afraid to field challenges from the press. In fact, they should welcome such challenges. It’s just me I know, but I expect a certain decorum and respect for the office.
The requirements for Miss USA are vastly different from those for our Commander in Chief. For someone like Perez Hilton to ask such a hot button question on gay marriage to a prospective beauty queen and consider the “incorrect” answer to be a deal breaker is only one of the things about the proceedings that is just plain wrong.
Counterpoint that with the softball (Nerfball?) question posed to our President about his moment of enchantment. Is the point of enchantment during the first 100 days really a tough question? Because believe me, if I had President Obama in a room alone for an hour, I could think up several dozen tougher questions that deserve un-teleprompted answers. Real answers, not political mumbo-jumbo and double-speak.
Am I the only one shaking my head wondering what that’s all about?
The more I view the spectacle of the political arena, the more I am convinced that politics is nothing more than a popularity contest, where only the beautiful, the moneyed and the golden-tongued have a chance. Once inside the Beltway, politicians are free to forget their jobs, like actually reading legislation, and get down to the business of grooming a following. Our president has succeeded by buttering up the world community and doling out the pork to his loyal subjects.
Mr. Obama is said to be good looking (he does nothing for me), has a lot of dough, friends in high places and he writes and speaks beautifully. Oh, and he passed the swimsuit competition with flying colors.
The only logical explanation for our upside-down world is that Miss California and Mr. President had their questions switched at birth at the hospital. Or maybe those asking the questions were in the wrong venue to begin with.